"Second Uncle, stop shielding him!"
Li Tiangang said coldly, "You may be my uncle, but I am still the Li Family True Dragon. You had best stay out of this. Have you forgotten our ancestors' rules? Must I summon the ancestors over this, even at the cost of damaging their heroic souls?!"
"You-you've gone mad!"
Li Muxiu raised his hand in fury, ready to strike him.
Li Tiangang did not dodge. He merely looked at him coldly and said:
"Second Uncle, this must end today. We've given everyone around us enough of a spectacle already. Do you want to let them laugh at us even more?"
"So you still know enough to fear being laughed at?!"
Li Muxiu's face was livid. He could sense martial artists from all over the city rushing toward them to watch this grand drama of the Divine General Residence.
Among them were several powerful yet restrained auras he recognized, belonging to figures who had made their names throughout the world years ago.
What had happened today would surely spread throughout the world, stripping the Divine General Residence of all dignity.
"You absolute bastard!"
Li Muxiu glared fiercely at him, then turned toward the blood-soaked boy on the ground. His eyes grew wet as he crouched and gathered Li Hao into his arms, saying through clenched teeth:
"Li Tiangang, before I left, I told you to look after Hao'er. What did you promise me? Is this how you look after him?!"
Li Tiangang's expression darkened. "I gave him a chance, but he was far too insolent. Otherwise, I would never have done this."
Li Muxiu trembled with rage, but restrained himself. Things had already come to this; treating Hao'er came first.
"Hao'er, hold on. I'll make sure you get justice."
With that, he prepared to carry